The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 27

Chapter 27 “Where are you going?” Willow asked, and her face flushed even

more.

Sean shuddered.

With years of experience on the battlefield, he was used to life and death and troubles.

One could imagine how calm Sean was.

Outsiders could not affect a solid rock that easily. However, he was nervous for no reason. “I’m going to rest.” Sean muttered in reply as he had his back on Willow. “… What if… it hurts again?” Willow pressed her red lips together, not even noticing the coquetry in her voice. “Then I’ll come over again. “You’re on your period. Have a good rest.” Sean slowly left the room after he finished. “Hmm… “He’s quite the gentleman.” Willow mumbled to herself with an

indescribable emotion on her face.

After Sean left, Willow lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The events of the last few days flashed through her head like a movie.

Sean had surprised her since he recovered his mind. It had also brought some changes to Willow’s life.

Willow could not help but feel some strange emotions.

They had spent two years together. Even having a pet could let you develop feelings.

“Willow! You

would you take care of him for two

herself. After tossing and turning, she picked up

Summers—someone Willow grew up

since elementary

had a pretty name, but she

enlist since childhood and dreamt of defending the

graduating high school, Willow went to college while Rachel joined the

away for

for herself in the army. She was the epitome o f the saying—women

kept

are you calling me so late? Has

through, and Rachel’ s voice came over the

and made people

just feel a

paused and briefly told Rachel about what had happened

didn’t fall for

you. A woman mustn’t undervalue

your reputation is ruined because of him, you’re still

are plenty of good

sharply after hearing that. Willow was a little silent. Rachel had always done things

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